A Mythic Feast

IMG_3213IMG_3194_2So what started as an intimate thank you birthday dinner for 6 … mutated into an extravaganza on Monday night when two friends (both chefs) decided they were going to throw me a Moroccan-Babette’s-feast for my birthday 48 hours later… They whisked, chopped, kneaded, strained, baked, roasted (and also used every pan, pot and platter in the kitchen)… I got in the way mostly and my other jobs were to shop a lot and clean sporadically… The talented duo collaborated (may we all learn to do this in such a seamless and creative way in our leadership roles)… and eventually produced a birthday dinner of mythic proportions… From the cardamon and vanilla infused Moroccan cocktails to the fresh pomegranates seeds… homemade za’atar bread with hummus and baba ganoush… a mountain of lamb and quince tagine, whole barramundi with chermoula and a to-die-for chicken dish – bisteeya with phyllo, cinnamon and sugar… they topped their loving performance off with a delicate rice dish with orange blossom and rosewater… oh and I almost forgot… a demonstration of tempering chocolate, creating almond rocher and spice infused truffles… (and everyone got a take home lolly bag)… THANK YOU to Katherine and to Jesse for a birthday of enormous love, care, friendship and generosity … I do hope how I kicked off my new year with such magic will translate into much work and abundance for me this coming year….IMG_3223IMG_3249

Finally back on air at home

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IMG_2987Bedraggled by jetlag and back home after an amazing adventure overseas – a journey that spanned a couple of continents and had a unifying theme of HOME… where we find our internal home and what this looks like… what makes our geographical home our place of contentment… as a migrant I am constantly aware that I have at the very least two homes present in my psyche… and I have a sense that this theme will carry on into the rest of 2013 as my work feels essentially like a return to a sense of home.

So this is surrender…

I’ve spoken often about the need to surrender to process… my words not really springing into personal action however. Yesterday I realised that I finally have surrendered an outcome – there is none of the jarring of resentment or holding on for dear life or wishing for things to be different… there is just a genuine sense of everything being in its proper place and that worrying endlessly about the destination or wishing passionately for an outcome detracts from the gifts of just being present to this moment… For me this feels like surrender.

Which one to choose?

The stair or the shop window?

An apple a day…

Given that I am now on a health kick with a personal trainer, pilates and the odd yoga practice.. as well as amazingly not feeding my chocolate addiction over the last three weeks… I thought it was fitting then to put a link up to Fruitme… a Sydney-based fruit box delivery company that a friend is involved with… with such a handsome front man I suspect delivery service will go through the roof…

No cold calling for me

We mostly play to our strengths which at times can be overstated… there are often more revelations in understanding or at the very least having some grasp on what derails you… in terms of marketing myself I have stayed firmly in my comfort zone which is not cold calling (the thought is enough to make me feel anxious)… I like nicely greased, warm and fuzzy introductions (Thank you to all those who have kindly opened doors for me)… However I do have a first… I wrote a brief email to someone that I was interested in meeting… and to my absolute delight and surprise I have a meeting scheduled for the end of March… and no I haven’t changed my fears on unsolicited calling…